Murong Yu's face darkened, feeling a little annoyed.
Murong Yu said coldly: "You seem very proud of being able to deceive me?"
"No. I just know that if I didn't tell you that I had a sprain, you wouldn't have followed me to Baishan Hall."
Murong Yurong looked at her seriously: "You want to see me if you have something to do?"
"No." Ming Wuyou shook his head, "I like staying with you."
Murong Yu was stunned.
He never expected that she would say that!
She likes to stay with him.
In other words, doesn’t that mean she likes him?!
Ming Wuyou probably realized that his words were a bit direct, so he coughed and added: "I like the smell of you."
However, after finishing speaking, he felt that the words were also very ambiguous, so he quickly added: "It must be ambergris. The ambergris you used should be the ambergris tribute from Anluo. You can't buy it on the market. This kind of smell is very unique and also...
Smells very good.”
Murong Yu asked: "Do you like this fragrance?"
"Yes." Ming Wuyou responded with a smile, "That's why I want to invite you to Baishan Hall... to stay together for a while."
Murong Yu said indifferently: "This king has important matters and I don't have time to be here with you."
After saying that, he threw up his sleeves and left.
Ming Wuyou chased after him and blocked the door with his back, "His Royal Highness the Regent, you must be sincere when you say you want to repay me, right?"
"Not bad." Murong Yu said expressionlessly: "What have you decided on now?"
"Yes." Ming Wuyou said seriously: "I want to spend more time with His Highness. I like the ambergris on His Highness."
Ming Wuyou thought a lot.
I also thought of possible reasons why he was avoiding me.
On the one hand, it is because he is afraid that if he gets close to him, he will be targeted by corrupt officials again.
This is a kind of protection.
On the other hand, there is no such thing as losing one's virginity in this life, and they are not familiar with it now, so he maintains the proper sense of proportion.
This is all normal.
Since he wants to maintain a sense of proportion, what if it's her who takes the initiative?
She was quite looking forward to the process of pursuing him.
Ming Wuyou asked: "Is it possible?"
Murong Yu instinctively wanted to refuse.
But seeing the undisguised expectation in her eyes, Murong Yu's word "no" got stuck in his throat, and his words became a "yes".
"Okay." Ming Wuyou smiled, her eyes were like the brightest stars in the night sky, and when she curved her lips, there were two beautiful little pear dimples on her cheeks, "If I'm free, let me
People deliver letters to the hotel."
After saying that, she wisely opened the door and said, "Your Highness, if you have something important to do, go and do it. See you later."
"..." Murong Yu closed his eyes with a complicated mood, feeling extremely suffocated because he could not resist her smile, and walked downstairs stiffly and quickly.
When he arrived outside Baishan Hall, he got on the car directly and said in a deep voice: "Go back!"
Leng Xiao didn't know what happened and didn't dare to say anything. When he got on the cab and drove, he couldn't help but glance at the second floor of Baishan Hall.
I happened to see Ming Wuyou standing in front of the window, smiling and nodding at him, saying hello.
Leng Xiao was silent and turned his head sarcastically.
Murong Yu, who was sitting in the car, also saw it.
Distraught, he withdrew his gaze and pressed his long, slender hands to his forehead, trying to soothe his mood.
Smoking ambergris is a symbol of status. It doesn't matter whether he likes it or not, it's just a habit.
In her previous life, she said that smelling this kind of ambergris made her sick and she hated it the most!
Because of her words, he no longer used any spices.
But now, she actually said that she likes the fragrance.
In her previous life, it was never the smell of spices that she hated, but him as a person, right?
Murong Yu twitched his lips, and a self-deprecating smile flashed across his face.
After returning to the hotel, he ordered Leng Xiao: "Prepare a portion of ambergris and send someone to deliver it to the Ming family."
Now, she probably just likes the fragrance, and it has nothing to do with him.
…
After Ming Wuyou returned to Ming's house, he only had a cup of tea before he received a brocade box from Jiangzhou Hotel.
When he saw the ambergris in the brocade box, Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows, "It's so straightforward. If I had known better, I shouldn't have said that I like the aroma of ambergris."
Ming Wuyou lowered his head and thought for a moment, put away the spices, and went to the table: "Caiyue, help me grind the ink."
Ming Wuyou pinched the corners of his sleeves and spent more than an hour making a painting. He wrote two sentences on the blank space in the corner. After that, he waited for the drawing paper to dry and carefully sealed it and gave it to Caiyue.
: "Send it to the hotel and give it to Aunt Bai. Don't give it to anyone else, you know?"
After experiencing her previous life, she knew that only by handing it over to Aunt Bai could this thing reach Murong Yu's hands.
Caiyue responded quickly and exited.
Ming Wuyou held the jade boat hidden in his collar and sat by the window for a while. Thinking of the way Murong Yu subconsciously said "yes" today, a smile appeared on his lips.
The two of them had a bad encounter in their previous life. Later, Fu Rou even hinted that her grandfather's death was also related to Murong Yu. During that time, her sky was black.
He didn't have any good feelings toward Murong Yu, and he also did many things that hurt his heart and said many vicious words.
Ming Wuyou frowned and took a gentle breath.
There were too many misunderstandings in the past life. Fortunately, there is another chance in this life.
Her eyes slowly fell on the brocade box.
She actually didn't like or dislike spices, but this ambergris...whenever she smelled it, she always felt like he was by her side.
She stood up from the window and lit the ambergris.
…
The night is slightly cool.
It was already late at night after Murong Yujiang replied to the secret letters from the capital one by one and read the report on the corruption case handed over by Leng Xiao.
Aunt Bai brought a midnight snack and said softly: "Your Highness, please eat something and then rest."
"Um."
Murong Yu responded, stood up, stretched his neck, and walked towards the round table in the hall.
Aunt Bai watched him finish the porridge lovingly, then smiled and said, "I just received a letter from the Ming family."
"..." Murong Yu was slightly startled. He glanced at the envelope in Aunt Bai's hand and felt that the paper inside seemed a bit thick.
He was a little curious about what she would send over.
But never picked up.
Aunt Bai knew that he had always struggled with Ming Wuyou's matters, so she took the initiative to open the letter and handed it to Murong Yu's hand, "Your Highness, please take a look."
Murong Yu was silent for a moment, then took apart the folded paper to examine it, and then stared at the painting on the paper for a moment.
On the rice paper was a man wearing a half-mask, leaning against a tree trunk with his eyes closed, but his hand tightly holding the shoulders of a girl in purple.
The girl fell asleep in the man's arms.
In the blank space of the painting, it is written that I visited the Lake on May 20th, looked at the sea of stars at night, and looked at the morning dew in the morning.
Murong Yu couldn't move his eyes away from the drawing paper.